memoirs of Only Me

I’m the guy who will hold you when
you’re crying and wipe away your tears.

I’m the guy who still thinks you’re
beautiful with no make-up on, wearing
your most torn up jeans and a plain
tee-shirtI’ m the guy who won’t
pressure you to
do things that you don’t want to do.

I’ m the guy who kisses you on the
forehead; it doesn’t always have to be
on the mouth.

I’m the guy who doesn’t kiss and tell.

I’m the guy who actually listens to you
when you talk.

I’m the guy who’s waited all day
because I’m looking forward to our date
that night.

I’m the guy who is content to just be
able to hold you and wants nothing
more.

I’m the guy who can’t help but smile
when you walk into the room.

I’m the guy who’s perfectly content
with staying in and watching movies and
cuddling.

I’m the guy who won’t lie to you about
where he’s going or where he’s been, or
who he’s been with.

I’m the guy who gets butterflies when
he hears your name.

I’m the guy who’s not afraid to tell
his friends he loves you.

I’m the guy who doesn’t mess with other
girls when I have you; you’re the only
one that I need.

I’m the guy who doesn’t care about your
imperfection s, and loves you more for
them; who wants a perfect girl? that’s
just boring.